. . every push and retraction bringing me closer to orgasm. My passionate cries excite him too as he soon begins yelling to me, ‘Oh, baby, I am goin...g to cum. Yes! YES!!! OH YEAH, HERE IT COMES!!!’ His words and voice resonate throughout my body and synchronize my impending orgasm with his. Every muscle in my abdomen cramps up sharply . . . Built up tension from deep inside of me suddenly releases itself and rushes out like a bolt of energy permeating every nerve throughout my entire body. I am. And again... I follow the stepping-stones of your spine across the writhing flesh of your back, moving closer and closer to your bottom, now raised and completely exposed to me as you lay across your perch. You instinctively clench your cheeks together tightly as my lips move to the dimples on either side of your tailbone. And then I am behind you, murmuring just loud enough for you to pick the words out between the pounding of your heart in your ears, telling your how perfect....how. I’m hanging on her every wonderfully accented word as if it is a fur fetish piece. We walk to the concert from the restaurant. During the walk and as we sit in the concert is a new world for me. Victoria is discretely all over me. My face is generously fondled with her hair and the furs. I’m compelled to whisper in her ear all about the music. There are friends of mine actually in the orchestra. She doesn’t known this. I whisper to her that they are playing just for her. She squeezes my hand. With that settled, Syd said that she was still hungry and wanted some sausage. She also asked if I wanted a little warm pussy to go with my eggs. “Of course!” I said as I lay down, my cock hard, lying on my stomach. Straddling my head, her pussy just out of reach, she teased me until I grabbed her hips and pulled her to me, my mouth covering her clit as my tongue flicked back and forth. With her mouth full of my cock, she could only moan her approval, grinding her hips against my face. After.